They're just some Americans

Chapter Seven: The journey Home from London

(Word Count: 3079)

As the three entered through the courtyard, back to the pub, they all saw their parents on the same place from when they left.

"What have you all been doing?" Wilbur asked, seeing that of course they were in the same clothes as they were, when they left.

"Well, your Uncle was discussing something with his office and is planning on taking a few days off work. On the other hand, Thomas' mother, your mother and father, and myself, were in a conference with a few other parents about the plans for this up coming school year and the events taking place." (Y/N)'s mother said coming up to hug all of them, "Also, good evening to you to Wilbur." She said throwing some sarcasm, to which (Y/N) laughed a little at.

"Can we at least here what events there are?" (Y/N) asked, with curiosity.

"Most are confidential, but you will be needing some dress or dress suit, but I think we can find one near the dress shop, we've been to." Her mother responded, smiling.

"Well that's sounds like a good idea. Can I go test out the broom Mum?" She asked holding some of the other bags she had supplies in.

"Yes, but put away the bags, same with you two, and don't go to high, for the muggles will see, and don't stay out to late in the evening, fir the curfew is still here, and we don't want you to get hurt." She said warningly.

As the trio went to their room (Y/N) put the broom aside on her bed, and put the other bags with her supplies, next to her suitcase, and got her scarf. As she looked at the colors of golden yellow, and the beautiful red. As she put on the scarf, she walked over to her bed to grab the broom. As she closed the door, broom in hand, she saw her father come out of his shared bedroom.

"Oh, hello (Y/N)!" He said happy to see his daughter, after not seeing her for the majority of the day.

"Hi dad!" She said running up to hug him.

"How was shopping with Will?"

"Pretty good. You were right with how there were a lot of foreigners here today, but I made friends with two of them who are from Ilvermorny! Oh and I met one of Wilbur's friends, he met during his visit to La Jolla." She said smiling.

"Well I guess I shouldn't have worried so much that they were a threat. I got to meet with a few of my co workers, the president of the Ministry of Magic in America, so don't worry if you talked to a few." He said seeing his daughter's face filled with a little of distress, as if she said to much.

"That's amazing Dad! Why don't you tell me more as we go down to the others, I also need to open the broom up." She said guiding her father down the halls, towards the stairs.

"Oh you got the broom! How do you like it?" He said following her.

"Oh I love it Dad! It's everything I could have wished for." She said

As the two walked down the hall, they continued to converse.

"So what's the Ministry like over there. In America of course." She said curious of the foreign country she never got the chance to go to.

"Well it's quite similar to our ministry that you have been to, they have a huge building I hear, that's in the middle of New York, and a few more departments." He said.

"And the people?" She asked.

"Well, they're like." But Mr. Fletchers, didn't finish. (Y/N) happened to be walking backwards, and neither heard the other two voices from the hallway that connected to theirs. As if time stopped, (Y/N) could not turn at the correct time for she walked right into another person. As they both fell down, the person accompanying the person she fell on top of spoke.